Casualties of January

The last time I saw you

some things came together to hold a moment

we remembered when those things for us seemed determined

like the skies would show rainbows

and there was a sense that living parallel would be sure

When I was on the road and could only think of home

still I can feel the Alabama rain rolling in my ribs

the Carolina blooms still flash their colors behind my eyelids

they speak to a heart which still sees through time and circumstance

I try to swallow that promise but it’s stuck in my throat

maybe it will linger

but i’m glad for the gift of goodbye